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Beloved, I am afraid of you lest (as to many of you) I have run in vain. I cannot but most thankfully acknowledge, that (considering the paucity of those that are saved) there are not a few of you who are the joy of your Ministers, and the Glory of Christ. But it cannot be dissembled, that far the greater number give little ground to hope, that they are in the state of Salvation. And must not this be a pinching thought to a compassionate Teacher, to think, that he cannot for his heart persuade men, but that the most of them will wilfully throw away themselves? Is it not a woeful sight, to behold the Devils driving a great part of our miserable Flocks (as they did once the Herd of Swine, the Keepers themselves amazed looking on.) I say, driving them violently down the hill, till they be choked in the Water, and drowned irrecoverably in the Gulf of endless Perdition? Ah miserable spectacle! What through the wilful blindness of some, what through the looseness and sensuality of others, what through the halving, and Cold, and customary Religion of others, how great a number of our poor Flocks, is Satan like to carry utterly away from us, after all that hath been done to save them?

Beloved, I am afraid of you lest (as to many of you) I have run in vain. I cannot but most thankfully acknowledge, that (considering the paucity of those that are saved) there are not a few of you who are the joy of your Ministers, and the Glory of Christ. But it cannot be dissembled, that far the greater number give little ground to hope, that they are in the state of Salvation. And must not this be a pinching thought to a compassionate Teacher, to think, that he cannot for his heart perswade men, but that the most of them will wilfully throw away themselves? Is it not a wosul sight, to behold the Devils driving a great part of our miserable Flocks (as they did once the Herd of Swine, the Keepers themselves amazed looking on.) I say, driving them violently down the hill, till they be choaked in the Water, and drowned irrecoverably in the Gulf of endless Perdition? Ah mserable spectacle! What through the wilful blindness of some, what through the loseness and sensuality of others, what through the halving, and Cold, and customary Religion of others, how great a number of our poor Flocks, is Satan like to carry utterly away from us, after all that hath been done to save them?